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She scrolls
We see our lives scroll by
On the edge
We see the years go by
We try to stay on track
And we can't rewind
All these knots in our lives
If we could untie them
So tell me how it works
Tell me how it works
Tell me how it works
Tell me how it works

Anyway, we walk in line
In a group or not, we walk alone
Whether we like it or not, we have a market value, from a young age to the shroud
Walk or die but walk straight, walk backwards or don't walk at all
And business, it works
Health, family, and the rest, it works
Tell me how it works
Tell me how it works
I know it's not always as we want
Not always as we wish, but I would like happy old days
Tell me how it works

After all these years, I wonder again and again
I know well where I'm not going, but not yet where I want to go
I suspect that if I let myself go, it wouldn't hurt me
I should take the plunge, anyway I would be wrong not to try
If I wanted, I could even stop, go back
Why should barriers always be crossed
Why am I afraid of being surpassed, by whom and by what?
I don't know but what I know is that if I'm afraid it's because I'm not the last
As if there was only one arrival, only one place
Only one road we should take, I doubt it
All I know is that I don't know, I'm going step by step
Yeah step by step, yeah step by step

I'm going step by step (step by step, step by step, step by step)
I'm going step by step
All I know is that I don't know
I'm going step by step (step by step, step by step, step by step)

Head in her phone
Without headphones, she looks crazy
Without Google, she looks stupid
And without filters, she looks good
It's too easy to judge, it's too easy to judge
If her goal in life is to look like Gigi
But without surgery, it's more Gégé than Gigi
If school taught us how to take beautiful selfies
To start better in life, to start better in life
Without knowing where we're going, where we are
Without even knowing where we would end up
Without knowing where we are, where we're going
Without even knowing where it will end
Head in her phone
Without headphones, she looks crazy
Without Google, she looks stupid
And without filters, she looks good

What matters is what's in the heart, and what's in the account
Money doesn't buy happiness, it's used to make bombs
Being beautiful when you have money (you have money), it's easier
Money corrupts people and makes them beautiful at the same time, it's fascinating
We're not all equal in beauty
It's so easy to be fat when we see them parade
Young, before learning a trade
First, you have to learn how to retouch a CV photo

Head in her phone
Without headphones, she looks crazy
Without Google, she looks stupid
And without filters, she looks good